One drunken summer night in Vegas could lead to multiple outcomes, but unfortunately for 20 year old Giselle Varner, she got more than she bargained for when she woke up with a 20 karat diamond ring on her finger and next to Stephen Curry of the Gol...
This chapter is a flashback of what really went down in Vegas with Stephen and Giselle on June 17, 2015
Giselle's POV
The back of my throat burned as I downed another shot of God knows what with Amirah right alongside with me. We were on our summer break and we just finished our first year of undergrad and we decided to celebrate in Vegas. I looked over and saw that Amirah had left from beside me and was in her own little world dancing with a random guy while I was trying to down as many shots as possible when out the corner of my eye I saw a light skinned man making his way towards me. I admit that he was cute and I decided right then and there that this is one that I was going home with.
"I know a beautiful girl like you isn't here by herself." He said while taking a seat next to me.
"And what if I was?" I responded while finally making eye contact with him. His green hazel eyes were mesmerizing.
"Then I would buy you a drink after making sure you didn't have a man that might try and come and kick my ass for talking to you."
"The men I've dealt with are complete assholes so you don't have to worry about that. Besides if one were to show up I'm sure you could take them. But enough about that, how about you get me a round of shots and take them with me?"
"I like that idea. Does the pretty girl have a name?"
"Giselle. Wait a minute... you look really familiar like really familiar."
"Well being the point guard for the Golden State Warriors I would say just about everyone knows my face."
"Well excuse me Curry. Cocky aren't we?"
"Far from it, I like to call it confident." He responded while waving over the bartender.
"I like the sound of that."
A few seconds later there were eight shots in front of us so four each. I had started drinking when I was 14 and showed no signs of slowing down. Sorry in advance to my liver.
"You sure you can keep up with me Curry?"
"Only one way to find out right?" He responded while eyeing me.
I quickly downed my four and I look over to see that Stephen had finished his as well.
"Curry, why haven't you asked me to dance yet?" I said while pulling on his hand and making my way to the middle of the dance floor. I looked over and saw Amirah dancing on two guys at once and all I could do was laugh. Hey Mama by David Guetta and Nicki Minaj was currently blasting throughout the club at full volume and I pulled Stephen closer to me and began to slowly grind on him. Once the music sped up my pace increased and he was doing a very good job of keeping up with me. We had to have danced to at least six more songs until I went back to the bar to have another shot.
"Giselle, let's get out of here." Stephen whispered in my ear and I quickly agreed. I made sure I had my clutch as well as my iPhone and we were on our way to God knows where.
After leaving the club, we were stumbling along the sidewalk laughing and I was trying to keep my balance in my six inch Louboutin heels and Stephen was trying to help me steady myself. We passed by an expensive jewelry store and I stopped to admire the ring that was shown in the display case. I made a note to look and see if they were still open and sure enough they were. I thought that was odd considering it was close to being midnight and then I thought that we're on the strip so more than likely everything stays open later.
"I love that ring." I said while I pulled Stephen to admire it with me.
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